When I was a little girl, I attended Sunday School in a Christian church. As I grew older, I began to ask questions and really wanted to understand the deeper things of life. I especially wanted to understand spiritual concepts and the experiences described in the Bible.

At eleven years of age, in my quest for understanding I began asking my Sunday School teacher probing questions. The first time I asked a question, I was told, “We are not meant to know that.” The next Sunday I asked another, deeper question and got the same answer. This went on Sunday after Sunday. Finally, I told my parents that I no longer wished to attend Sunday School. They agreed, as they had already stopped attending the church themselves. 

One day at school when I was in the seventh grade, I noticed a girl who was alone at recess. I went over and introduced myself, and gradually this girl and I became friends. I had often tried to bring up spiritual subjects with my other friends, but none of them seemed interested in talking about such things. However, when I brought up spiritual concepts with my new friend, we started discussing them. This continued each day. After a while, she invited me to the Christian Science Sunday School she attended. She said I could get answers to my questions there.